My husband and I have been together for 9 years this year. 9 years!! I almost cannot believe it. But believe I must because he’s sitting right next to me, working away and I could not be happier. Don’t worry, I’m not going to start gushing about how amazing he is. I’m not going to gush about how he’s a much better parent than me, or that he will do anything (and I mean anything) for me, or how he accepts me with all my issues and for a lack of a better word, CRAP! Oh gosh, there I went, gushing away. But there is a reason for this. If…

























